there is always something to be done
and yet unstrung we hum along
merrily the breeze and also the bees
a chorus of florists murmuring backstage
raging like the roof and raising a bull
full of more suggestions than sticks to dhake
take the cake and slice it up
see you at the fair ladies
take the key and turn it right
come to my house and close the night
all well maybes
and yet unstrung we hum along
merrily the breeze and also the bees
a chorus of florists murmuring backstage
raging like the roof and raising a bull
full of more suggestions than sticks to dhake
take the cake and slice it up
see you at the fair ladies
take the key and turn it right
come to my house and close the night
all well maybes
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